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Happy Monday. Hope you had a lovely Oscar night-in as I did yesterday, and that all your favourite stars took home prizes…if you care about that sort of thing. Or, as in my case, you enjoyed the red carpet portion and were pleased with the stylists’ choice at the climax of this award season. It was ok, meh, but I say that every time. I don’t know about you, but If I were to attend the oscars, i would you know, try to look like a movie star, i don’t know why every year so many actual screen sirens don”t get the memo. I tune in every year knowing i’m setting myself up for disappointment expecting the met ball, but then there are always the lights that shine amidst this darkness. This year for me it was Kate Hudson in Atelier Versace (seriously what is in her water), Jennifer Garner in Oscar De La Renta (FRINGE!), and surprisingly enough Jessica Biel in Chanel Couture, (mostly because if you are going to wear anything at the Oscars, it should be Chanel Couture) though I preferred the fit of the dress on the runway. The only reason Ms Charlize Theron didn’t make my top three is well…because she’s Charlize Theron and looking that good IN ANYTHING and everything has no merit (same rule applies to Angelina Jolie), besides I like last year’s Dior better. There were other great moments from Margot Robbie, Portia De Rossi, and little Miss Lupita Nyong’o in Prada…At first I didn’t understand it, “why didn’t you save the Ralph Lauren cape for this!” is all I could angrily muster, as well as, “The fuck is up with the head band and the prom dress!”…and then I got it. Cinderella, a pretty good modernized interpretation might I add, and of course, how could I not adore it after that. Besides, mama loves herself some baby blue — speaking of- check out this last look from our final night in New York for Fashion Week!
Why have sleeves in the first place? #fashioneditorsmademedoit

This past month I had the chance to attend the Dom Perignon Louis-Vuitton holiday event at their Montreal boutique. The evening was to showcase some of their fine horlogerie pieces but I was lured into attending with the prospect that I would have the chance to customize my own bag, and surely enough this was fact not fictitious bait. Though this service is offered at the larger stores it was a one night only ordeal at our tiny location, and I wasn’t going to miss it. First step was to choose the model followed by the exterior and interior leathers, hardware, and finally had the choice to add your initials inside the tote. The bags are beautiful and rival the luxury and price of a Birkin. The order and creation process takes about five months before you can finally lay a hand on your own very own Louis offspring. I’m ready to adopt…Marant for HM

I’m an addict of the worst kind. The ones you see in twos and are disgusted by, the ones who’s joyous highs are never-ending and make you want to dig a hole and die. That’s right all, i’m a total love stoner. It felt only right for our three year and six month anniversary that my fiancé Peter and I do it up in the most romantic, epic, and cheesiest way we know how in the great city of new york…on broadway, to see romeo & Juliette no less. The poetry of Mr. Shakespeare makes this universal tale of impossible love the ultimate romantic drama-dy, and I lived in every single rhetorical apostrophe. No lie, I was moved. Then at the end of the show Orlando Bloom auctioned his shirt to the highest bidder which sort of ruined the mood, I guess any shameless behaviour is acceptable if done for charity. I digress, I am completely in love with being “unconditionally and irrevocably” in love with my best friend. I cannot wait for that day where we celebrate our love story’s birthday by vowing to each other that we will be partners throughout this crazy adventure, forever and ever, and to make it official, seal it with a kiss. My greatest accomplishment in this life will always be, being the kind of woman that makes him love me…